Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
It comes as no surprise that I fucking love Valentine’s day! All the sweet treats and chocolates I’m gifted really satisfy my sweet tooth. What kind of candy is my favorite for Valentine’s, you ask? Mmm, it’s the cute little heart-shaped candy box! The one with dozens of little mystery chocolates stuffed with who knows what. Sometimes they come with a key that tells you what is in which candy, but I don’t read them anyway.
I love the thrill of sinking my teeth into a hunk of candy and not knowing what flavor will gush over my tongue. Will it be a tart cherry goo or a thick caramel? Maybe some stiff nougat or rich fudge? It’s so exciting! Much too exciting to share. No, you won’t be biting into any of my mystery chocolates this year. All you get to eat is MY candy box!
Eat My Candy Box
Unlike the box I’ll be plunging my fingers in, you’ll know exactly what sweet flavor will flood over your tongue. My sweet teen honey is happily coaxed out over your tongue anytime you flick my clit. In fact, thinking about devouring my candy treat while you eat my candy box has me dripping pussy juice already!
Is there anything better than eating while being pleasured? I think not. My brain will be high with feel-good hormones of all kinds as you spread my lower lips and dive your tongue into me. I’ll squirm and grind while licking coconut cream off my little fingers.
If I find one I don’t like, which happens, a girl can’t love them all; I’ll have you pause so I can feed it to you. Mmm, see, I am nice enough to share, so long as you keep eating my candy box!
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410